Thoughts in the Night

times of struggles come and go,

times of war and peace,

times the tides may overflow,

times when plans may cease.

times when tears overwhelm my cup,

when the brim is not enough,

times when things just build up,

reaching the candle’s flame to snuff.

guarding the heart is is needful,

when weakness is overpowering,

when circumstance brings woe,

when troubles seem devouring.

shadows rest upon my soul,

and the mind is ever whirling,

what ifs, and truths unwhole

their nets excitedly furling.

the night is cloaked in blackness,

the next step is unknown,

What trust we have while we rest?

Do we remember what was shown?

clouds can cloud the majestic mountain,

fog can obstruct the horizon.

yet Who do we trust in the silence?

when the light is present yet not on?

time is short, quickly gone,

so are things that be.

one individual, the same is the throng,

be it contention or precious harmony.

what is said, is forever said,

what will be is done.

work cannot be done while in bed,

you can’t see without a sun.

vanity of vanities, everything is,

yet there is One truth remaining,

though all else fade; unto death whisk,

Christ is the King ever reigning.